Monday, March 30, 2009

i will try to stop saying,"at the greenbrier..." or"remember when i went to the greenbrier?"and other such comments.

anyway, this post is more about pajama mom at the greenbrier, and not the actual place itself.

i took my best clothes. my new shoes. makeup. jewelry. i looked completely put together.

and a curious thing happened...

no one looked at me like that "frazzled" mom. you know - the one in the jeans and sweatshirt. wearing a ball cap and tennis shoes. no makeup.

not that i mind my day to day look. at least i think i don't mind. but being all sparkly for a weekend has me thinking. have i fallen in a rut? or is the "frazzled" mom look the one i was going for all along? do i really care either way?

so since i've been home i've been trying a little harder to look like a "normal" person again. not the heels, no, not the dang heels. but more put together. most days. so far.

and i know it's working because just the other day m said, "mommy, you changed your earrings! are you going somewhere?"

my favorite part - tea and concert in the upper lobby promptly at 4:15pm. hot or iced tea with some of the most beautiful little cakes i have ever seen. i would have taken a picture, but i did not want to look like a total nerd.

and - whilst you are eating dinner, someone goes into your room, lays out your pajamas along with a greenbrier robe, turns down your bed complete with a chocolate on your pillow, and places a nightlight in your bathroom.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

this is the "entertainment" shelf in the play room. it is empty because kid #3 spends endless minutes destroying, i mean, learning, how to take dvds out of cases.

so of course, i captured this digitally. (to have a permanent record, duh) and yes, that's his name, shhh, don't tell anyone. i am rather proud, he obviously has perfect penmanship. i am especially in awe of the circle over the "i"... highly creative.

oh, and by the way, i get the hint.it dust mite be time to spring clean.

Monday, March 9, 2009

true confession... we live in pittsburgh and we haven't been to see the new dinosaur exhibit.

that is, until last weekend.

finally the grown-up to kid ratio was in our favor. the grandparents visited. after convincing my parents to help me with the 100+ cases of girl scout cookies, we needed to get out of the house for an adventure. the dinosaurs have been on our list for a while. mm and i went before kids, but now the whole exhibit has been updated. so we all loaded into the explorer and headed to oakland.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

we are nursing a sick kitty.he is thirteen.he is 15.5 pounds of bubba.he has cancer.the vet cannot do surgery.

so we are giving him whatever he wants.

and he is enjoying it.

almost thirteen years ago we rescued him from a shelter here in pittsburgh. we named him molson. to compliment zima, of course! *side note* - now that we have kids, they write endless stories about them at school. awesome.

he was a lanky and cuddly kitten. he is still a cuddler, but now a fluffy, giant cat. what a sweetheart.

i always knew that my pets would get older. i just didn't realize that i would be the "grown-up" taking care of the older pets. making the "grown-up" pet decisions. it is no fun. i think i liked it better when i just came home from school one day and everything was taken care of.